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Chapter 163 Wouldn’t it be nice if I became a god?
The white-haired girl's eyes were also stunningly beautiful. In the pure white of her eyes was a pupil that looked like colored glass. Under the reflection of the light, it presented a dreamy color.

The bright Holy Spirit, who had just woken up from his sleep, blinked his long, black, slightly curled eyelashes, and looked at Westhead who was wading across the water without saying a word.

"Whoosh whoosh-"

When the black-haired, purple-eyed Lord Qinghui came in front of the white-haired girl, the latter also sat up, stretched out her slender arms, and gently touched Westhead with her white jade fingers, and sighed in a very pleasant and soft voice:
"Oh, child, you are so pretty. Although the other children are also pretty, you are the most beautiful."

The beautiful eyes of the bright holy spirit sparkled as she observed and caressed Westhead's cheek in ecstasy.

"No, this is a very urgent matter, isn't it?"

Westhead found it difficult to hold back. He thought about what the Holy Spirit of Purity would say first, but he didn't expect that the other party would become infatuated with him as soon as they met.

The Bright Holy Spirit nodded unconsciously and said:
"Of course! The child I bless is of course the most beautiful. This is very, very important! Even more important than life!"

"Kid, I thought you used some forbidden power to save me and that you would end up in tatters and tatters, but luckily, that didn't happen."

In fact, Westhead did whatever it took to become stronger, and the power in his body was almost made into a palette.

The white-haired girl opened her arms joyfully and said coquettishly:

"Weiss, pick me up!"

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What should I say if I suddenly want to kick her?
Westhead discovered that the brain of the Bright Holy Spirit was completely different from that of ordinary people. Should we say it was the characteristic of the Holy Spirit? He was always so paranoid and extreme.

[The Holy Tree of Glory] pathologically pursues endless reproduction and expansion. The Fire Spirit's hatred for chaos is above all else, and so is the pursuit and adherence of the Bright Spirit to beauty.

Thinking of this, Westhead felt relieved. He just thought that it was the Holy Spirit of Purity playing with the Source God!

Complying with the Holy Spirit Ancestor's request, he embraced the white-haired girl in a princess hug, and the Pure Holy Spirit also took the opportunity to hug the man's neck.

A refreshing fragrance penetrated into the nose, and even Westhead, who had seen countless people, couldn't help but feel dazed.

It smells really good. Very good.

The physical body of the bright Holy Spirit is the best, tender and tight, and every part of it demonstrates what beauty is.

Westhead walked out of the shallow lake holding the Bright Holy Spirit and came to the small island in the center of the lake.

At this time, Yuerda also came over cautiously, not daring to look directly at the Bright Holy Spirit, and bowed and said:
"First the ancestors."

The white-haired girl tilted her head: "Who are you?"

"Eulda of the Qinghui family, although I only have a tiny amount of thin blood in my body, I am also a descendant blessed by you."

Yulda said nervously that although the appearance of the Holy Spirit Ancestor was somewhat different from what she had imagined, she had thought that he would have a more majestic figure. But it didn't matter, no matter what the ancestor looked like, it would not hinder the admiration of the devout Qinghui bloodline.

The only thing that made the blonde girl feel uneasy was that she was not sure whether she, a member of the side branch, was qualified to be looked up to by the ancestors. After all, in an aristocratic family with a special bloodline inheritance, the internal relationship could be summed up in one word - the relationship between the legitimate and illegitimate children.

Those born of a legitimate wife are nobler than those born of a concubine. During the heyday of the Qinghui family, let alone the collateral descendants born of a concubine, even among the legitimate lineage, only the head of the family himself was qualified to communicate directly with the Holy Spirit Ancestor.

"Ah, are you my child too?"

The Holy Spirit of Purity reached out and touched Yurta's platinum hair, gazing at her delicate and charming fairy-like beauty.

Then he smiled with satisfaction and said:

"They all look good." Yuerda thought too much. The Holy Spirit of Purity didn't care about the complicated etiquette set by these mortals at all. The first thing she cared about was the appearance. It seemed that even if there was no Pure Blood, as long as it was good-looking enough, it would be enough.

What is the ultimate face lover?
Westhead complained inwardly, then coughed twice and said:

"Although I would like to continue chatting for a while, our current situation does not allow us to waste time."

"The Bright Forest is only temporarily safe, but a large area of ​​the Chaos Realm has not been purified. Chaos may return at any time. Should we discuss how to deal with this problem?"

"Wow--"

Talking about this heavy topic, the Bright Holy Spirit immediately whimpered and buried his head in Westhead's shoulder.

Westhead: "Don't run away from the question! Or do you really want to be corrupted by Chaos? And cause us to die together?!"

The bright Holy Spirit raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of pitiful eyes, rippling with intoxicating ripples:
"Not really, it's just that I really don't want to face those monsters again! I'll have nightmares just by looking at them! By the way, Weiss, you were able to return so quickly and have the power to drive away Chaos. You must have received help from the Great Sun! Let's ask for help from the Great Sun again!"

"As long as the Great Yang takes action, everything will be fine!"

The white-haired girl grasped Westhead's shoulders with her small hands, blinked her smart eyes, and looked at the man's handsome face hopefully.

Zhiyang Shengda Westhead was stunned for a moment before he realized that the Bright Holy Spirit referred to the [Supreme Holy Tree].

"You still remember that oath that can save you?"

Westhead mercilessly pierced the Holy Spirit Ancestor's fantasy and said:
"I'm sorry, but I've rewritten the [Prosperity Pledge]. From now on, the [Holy Tree of Glory] will no longer be your suzerain. Qinghui Territory no longer has to assume the obligation to defend the borders of the Empire. Similarly, we can't expect to get assistance from the pact."

The bright and holy eyes widened slightly: "Huh?"

So Westhead patiently explained the whole thing to her.

The Bright Holy Spirit suddenly lamented:
"Wow, wow, wow! Why? Why are we doing this!? How can we resist Chaos without the help of the Great Yang?!"

Westhead said with a look of dismay:

"In the past thousand years, the Empire has not helped Qinghui Territory much! Why are you so disappointing! [Holy Tree of Glory] is a Holy Spirit, and you are also a Holy Spirit. You both started from the same point, don't you have any intention of replacing the other?!"

"Qinghui Territory will embark on an independent path without asking for help from anyone. We will define the new era! We will create a new supreme being!"

Westhead directly said something that was considered treasonous in the empire.

Create a new God!
In any orderly country, topics related to gods are extremely sensitive, and the topic of "ascending to the gods" is something that cannot be touched at all, and is more serious than the crime of blasphemy!

Yulda immediately looked at Westhead with a look of "as expected", and the latter basically did not hide his ambitions.

But her sister didn't think it was ridiculous. Yuerda unconditionally agreed to anything that would help improve the status of the Qinghui family.

Instead, the Bright Holy Spirit herself was startled, and quickly hugged Westhead's neck tightly, her pretty face flushed as she said:

"Weiss! How can you say such a thing?! This is different! Oysters, oysters!"

"I can't do it, absolutely not! I can't do such a great thing, become a god or something like that."

Westhead expected the resistance of the Holy Spirit, so the man smiled and said:
"If you don't have this kind of spirit and will, then you are doomed to be unable to step onto the long steps to godhood. No problem, since you have no opinion and just go with the flow, then obey me and follow my orders."

"Then, help me become a god."

(End of this chapter)